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Okay it was a cool night, you couldn't sleep so you stepped out of your apartment. Grabbing the a cart that was recently given to you by a friend. Weed isn't that addicting- right? Whats so bad if you tried a little.. right... maybe it could help you wind down and sleep better!
Stepping out, the cold air hit your lungs before you felt it on your face. The burning sensation of the air inside your chest, but as you get more used to the cold night it started to feel warmer, even comforting.
Making your way down the stairs to the ground floor, so you dont blow smoke into other people's apartments, you move to an open grassy area that you see the other people who smoked go to.
Getting comfortable leaning against the building, touching the carts mouth to yours, you inhaled it. Is it supposed to feel like somthing? Is it not working? You felt nothing go into your mouth besides some of the odd flavor choice, aggressively inhaling more into your lungs, was there a blockage? Why is this not working? Then, a tingling in your thoat, burning even, just when-
"Hey! ___ whatcha doing out this late?" They said rounding the corner to look at you, never changed out of the clothes they normally wear, other then a sweater they adorned.
You coughed out the smoke you thought you where not inhaling, aggressively too. A coughing fit so bad you can feel your stomach harden as you double over and hold the wall behind you. Trying to catch your breath, still coughing and fanning the disgusting smelling smoke of flavored weed juice to make it seem like you where totally not just using a cart of all things.
"Woah.. you alright.? What was that?" They said as they moved over to rub your back in comfort, choking at the odd flavored air around you. Deciding not to question you until you cought your breath.
"Why did that smell so bad? Did you accidentally inhale too much?" They asked solemnly, trying to stabilize you back to standing as you occasionally coughed.
"Did you inhale too much at once?"
"*Cough* maybe? I dont know? I promise- *cough* this is my first time."
"A lot of first time users of devices like vapes have the same issue, they think they should feel the smoke come in, when in reality that is not the case."
They patted your back as you took your last coughs to clear your lungs. A burn at the back of your throat and bad taste in your mouth. It was itchy, so itchy... are you allergic? To weed? Thats not too out of the ordinary since your allergic to grasses, but weed?
They could feel how cold you where, you where so busy coughing and trying not to puke infront of the blonde that you completely ignored the fact you where cold. Can you believe that? And you where so focused on trying a new thing you forgot your jacket. They took off their sweater and put it around you, and taking that cart away from you and puts it in their pocket.
"You know.." they said while eyeing you itch your throat, "doctors dont recommend them for a reason. Ones that contain weed have alot of additives, and are highly unregulated." Shaking their head with a sigh, disappointed at the fact you of all people would use such a thing.
"Like your any better- you take ashwaganda-" huffing whilst you said so.
"Woah.. ashwaganda may not be reported to have benefits in small doses, ashwaganda in the larger doses are a huge trip. I mean it does make me feel more calmer, thats a me thing." The started to rub your back again like when you where coughing.
"You dont seem like that cart thing is benefiting you in any way." They said while pointing out your red throat you where scratching at not too long ago from a presumed allergic reaction.
"Drugs tie in alot with safety, and using drugs safely keeps not only you, but others safe." They moved their hand from your back to your head. Comforting you.